Zhao Zimai looked at the pair of gray-white eyeballs in its eyes that were as dry as the earth, as well as a few maggots floating from the eyeballs, and felt that his chest tightened all of a sudden, as if he was strangled by a chain, and it was difficult to breathe out smoothly.

With trembling hands, he could only raise the firearm with all his might, and fired one shot at its head, and another. The bullet went in, made a few muffled sounds, and then came out of the back of its head, and fell to the ground with a "thud". Zhao Zimai saw that from the two black holes where its head was pierced, a viscous and slippery liquid flowed out, black and brown, which first slipped into the collapsed eye sockets, and then slowly slid down its withered yellow and furrowed face.

A sour smell rushed into his nostrils, and the smell of rotten flesh made him cry and blur his eyes.

He tried to wipe his eyes in a panic, but when he saw it again, he let out a frightened scream: the thing grabbed Mu Cripple's arm and slowly lifted it under his head, but Mu Cripple was still asleep, completely unaware that he was in danger.

"Let him go."

After shouting these three words, Zhao Zimai dropped the fire hammer and stretched out his hand regardless of it, grabbing the monster's neck. The slippery touch between his fingers made him feel sick, and he even felt his fingers sink into its flesh, stained with the stinking liquid inside it.

Zhao Zimai turned his face away, desperately holding back and not daring to gasp, but the stench still inevitably penetrated his nose and made his head hurt.

He didn't know how long he could last, his arms were shaking, his legs were shaking, his teeth were shaking so fast that he could even hear them clicking.

"Wait for me." He remembered the three words that Sang left when he left, and he waited for it, but why didn't it come back?

Something struck him in the chest, and he flew backwards and crashed into a stout tree.

***

"Lord Zhao...... Lord Zhao ......"

When he was awakened, Zhao Zimai thought he was lying on the bed of the inn, but when he touched the cold ground under him? Did he wake up with a spirit? Reaching out and grabbing the sleeve of the person next to him, "Senior Mu? Baotian ...... Help...... Save them......"

"Are they okay? Just drank too high and fell asleep? But my lord, you're hurt here. "The man softly admonished? He also tapped his head with his finger.

Zhao Zimai looked forward? Seeing that Mu Cripple and Baotian were still lying on the ground, both of them were snoring, and their chests were slightly heaving, so they were relieved? He glanced at the man.

"Are you...... Zifu? Zhao Zimai finally reacted, who was this person squatting next to him? He rubbed his forehead, "Why are you here?" I remember that in the evening you were already out of work. ”

Zifu still looked at his forehead, the bruised and purple pimple on such a handsome face, it was really inappropriate? "I left something in the Yuyin Mountain House, so I came back to pick it up?" He nodded his head again as he spoke, "But my lord? How did you come up with such a big bag? Doesn't it hurt? ”

After he said this, Zhao Zimai suddenly remembered what had just happened? That thing? Where did that thing that seemed to have just crawled out of the ground go? It's obviously ready to attack Mu Cripple? Why is it missing now?

"Zifu, what did you see when you came?" Zhao Zimai clenched Zifu's sleeve.

Zifu was taken aback by his nervous expression, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No...... No, I saw that the three of you fell to the ground, and I was afraid that something would happen to you, but when I got closer, those two were sleeping unconscious, and you, my lord, seemed to have fainted. ”

At this point, he looked around and said suspiciously, "Huh? Where did the girl with you go? Why didn't you see her? ”

said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, as soon as his words fell, Sang's figure came out from behind the Wubi Pavilion, and he walked in front of the two of them after a while.

"Haven't sobered up yet?" It frowned and looked at Mu Cripple and Baotian, then put its eyes on Zhao Zimai's face, looked at the big pimple for a while, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you?" If you haven't drunk, you can still hit a tree? ”

There was no half-caring meaning in the tone, and there was even a little mockery.

"Zifu knows to ask me if it hurts...... I know you for nothing. Without thinking, Zhao Zimai blurted out this sentence, and after finishing speaking, he saw Sang looking at him a little confused, and Zifu was smiling awkwardly on the side, he realized what he said, so he pretended to cover his mouth and coughed twice, and Chong Zifu said, "Didn't you leave something in the Wubi Pavilion?" Go get it. ”

Zifu understood and left with a smile, Zhao Zimai deliberately ignored Sang's outstretched hand, stood up strongly, walked to the two drunks who were still sleeping soundly, inserted his hands into Baotian's armpits and pulled him up, and walked forward.

"Can you? Isn't it hurt? Still in an unhurried tone, I couldn't hear its joy and sorrow, so Zhao Zimai ignored it and continued to hold Baotian forward with a deep and shallow foot.

"Don't want to know what I just saw in the mountains?"

Can't it sense that it's angry? Why are you still asking?

Zhao Zimai was even more annoyed, and he made up his mind to pay attention to the difference before saying a word, even if his arm was already sore, even if half of Baotian's body was supported on the ground, and his pants were about to be worn out.

"What's strong?"

Suddenly, as soon as his hand was loosened, Baotian's weight shifted to Sang's arm, one in each hand, still walking like flying, not even breathing.

Zhao Zimai didn't know whether to be happy or angry, but happily, he finally had a little conscience and rescued himself from the "pressure" of Baotian. Angry, maybe he is really "empty" as it says.

In this world, which man is willing to be said "empty" by a woman?

Sang walked a few steps, and saw that Zhao Zimai didn't follow, so he turned around, and after looking at him for a while, his face suddenly showed an expression of sudden realization, "I forgot, you were injured, or," it looked at Mu Cripple and Baotian who were on the side, and after a little thought, raised his eyebrows and said, "There is still a place on the back, do you want to lie down?" ”